Shock surged through Jenna.
“What?” Darrick’s eyes widened as he stared at Casey in confusion.
“How can I expect Jenna to accept my belief that she and I are tanash’aei if I won’t even listen to her concerns? It’s important that tanash’aei respect each other. If the attraction between you is as strong as she says, then it’s possible—”
“No, it’s not,” Darrick said, his back rigid and his jaw tight.
Jenna glanced from Darrick to Casey. Did Casey actually believe her?
“We’ll only know by taking this step. And Jenna deserves that consideration. From both of us.”
“If she and I are together, she might convince herself that I’m her tanash’ae,” Darrick argued, “simply because she can’t accept that she’s bonded to you.”
“That’s why I’m going to be there, too.”
“What?” Jenna’s gaze jerked to Casey. “You want me to be with both of you?”
“Jenna, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do,” Casey said, and Jenna could see the sincerity in her eyes. “If you want, we can just share Darrick while he makes love to both of us.”
Jenna’s gaze bounced to Darrick.
The thought of Darrick undressing her, of his lips caressing her neck sent shivers through Jenna. Her vagina clenched as she imagined his thick cock, rigid and ready, brushing against her folds, then pressing forward until he slid inside her. Pushing deeper and deeper until it filled her.
Jenna could barely think straight with Casey standing so close, Casey’s fingers still wrapped around her wrist.
Casey drew her forward, stepping toward Darrick. She rested her hand on Darrick’s arm.
“You said you’d support me in whatever way I need,” Casey said. “This is what I need.”
Darrick’s head was spinning being this close to Casey, the woman he loved. And Jenna, who had this inexplicable effect on him.
The need inside him burned too hot. He couldn’t resist it.
He tugged Casey into his arms, finding her lips and thrusting his tongue between them. Her full, round breasts pressing tight against him made his cock surge to life. He glided his fingers through her long, silky hair as her tongue stroked his with the same passion he remembered.
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ng her had been like having a part of his soul carved away. Having her in his arms like this, even just briefly, helped him feel whole again.
Of course, he couldn’t deny her. Especially since it meant he would be with her again, too.
“If this is what you want,” he said, “Then of course I’ll do it.”
Jenna’s heart raced as Darrick turned to her. When he’d kissed Casey with such passion, uncertainty filled her. She’d been so sure that she and Darrick had a deep bond. That they were soul-mates. But she could see that Casey and Darrick loved each other.
But if that was true, why did Casey say Jenna was her soul-mate?
Now Darrick’s gaze locked on her and the heat in those amber depths flashing with silver stardust made her insides melt.
He was going to make love to her. She began to tremble in anticipation.
He moved closer and smiled as his fingers brushed her cheek. Excitement crackled through her.
“Now, my sweet Jenna, it’s time to give in to our need.”
His lips brushed her cheek in a gentle caress and she sucked in a breath as tingles danced along her spine. Then his mouth found hers and his tongue swept inside. She met it with hers, and they coiled together.
He cupped her head, his fingers threading through her hair and he plunged deeper. She slid her arms around his neck, conscious of every inch of his body pressed the length of hers. Her breasts swelled, the nipples hardening. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even tighter.